My life partner Patricia, collapsed and died on her own in kitchen area of the house on October 26th 2015, our son came in from work (he was 17 at the time) and found her laying there.
The frantic phone call I received seconds later has totally changed my "life" from that moment onwards.
She was unique, she was calm and gentle, she was gregarious and fun loving, she had style, grace and elegance, she was wise , she was loyal, she could say things that didn't make sense but you would know what she meant, she was, and is, the love of my life and I am lost without her.
I have written many poems since her passing and thought I would share this particular one on here.
It depicts how I feel on a daily basis and the reason I chose this one is because I am almost certain that the words would be applicable for many people on here.
LOST
Where is my feeling of anticipation
Where is my gentle voice of persuasion
Where is my rock and my foundation
Where is the ease of my frustration
Where are your thoughts and your reflection
Where is your support and your protection
Where are all your silly imperfections
Where is your loving and all your affections
Where is your laughter
Where is your smile
Where is your oh so distinctive style
Where is my reason for living
Where is my compassion and my sense of forgiving
Where are you Pat,
I’m
LOST